833: C833 Battle Martial King(part Iii)

C833 Battle Martial King(part Iii)

Boom!

The two streams of sword Qis collided in mid-air before disappearing from each other.

In his field of vision, the sword energy interweaved with each other like torrents.

The purple gold Sword Qi destroyed Qiu Feng's golden sword beam, cut through the sky, and slashed towards Qiu Feng.

Qiu Feng opened his eyes and activated the pitch black Genuine Qi Wing, attempting to dodge.

However, the purple sword Qis were too fast.

Just as he was about to dodge, it landed on his chest with a bang.

With a "pu" sound, Qiu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

Qiu Feng's body continuously flew several hundred meters away.

He forcefully lifted the Genuine Qi, preventing his body from falling from the sky.

The corner of Qiu Feng's mouth was drenched in blood, his face pale white.

He was wearing a high leveled Internal Armour, which blocked most of the damage from the Purple Clouds Sword Qi for him.

However, there was still a portion of the sword energy that had rushed into his body, causing him to suffer internal injuries.

The gown on Qiu Feng's chest shattered, revealing a golden silk Internal Armour s protecting his body.

He held onto his chest that was hurting, his expression was ugly as he watched Wang Xiaojian spread open his golden energy wings, and fly in front of him.

"Spicy chicken!"

Wang Xiaojian held the Emperor Profound Sword in his hand and said straightforwardly.

His handsome face revealed undisguised contempt and contempt, following which, a melodious voice resounded in his mind.

"Ding!" Congratulations for successfully taunting the host. King Points + 6! "

Qiu Feng's body trembled, he was already injured by Wang Xiaojian's sword attack, his blood boiling.

These words were unbearable to him, and a sense of humiliation arose in his heart.

Qiu Feng shouted angrily at Wang Xiaojian: "Wang Xiaojian, you dare to scold this old man as a spicy chicken?!"

Wang Xiaojian's handsome face lifted into a smile, and said: "Why would I not dare? If I put in a little more effort, you won't be able to take it. In my opinion, not only are you a spicy chicken, you're also a fighting chicken amongst spicy chickens! "

"Ding!" Congratulations to the host for successfully taunting us! "

"Ding!" "Congratulations to the Host for completing the ridicule, King's Points + 38."

A crisp voice sounded, and Wang Xiaojian's handsome face revealed a smile.

This fellow still dared to refute him. This was simply giving him points.

Wang Xiaojian was laughing.

However, Qiu Feng's heart was filled with indignation.

He did not know what a battle chicken was, but looking at Wang Xiaojian's appearance, he must be trying to humiliate people.

Previously, when Qiu Feng was struck by Wang Xiaojian, although he vomited blood, he felt much better.

However, Wang Xiaojian's words caused his internal injuries to worsen. With a "pu" sound, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

In the night sky, Qiu Feng, who had vomited blood, had his face turn a shade paler.

He wiped the blood from his mouth, his eyes red.

He glared fiercely at Wang Xiaojian, his eyes shooting out a vicious light as he said: "Son of Wang Xiaojian, you are too arrogant. You dare insult this old man just because you have the upper hand. "In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless. If I use this move, I will take your life!"

Qiu Feng's eyes suddenly flashed, following that, the aura around his body started to climb.

Facing towards Wang Xiaojian, he held onto the golden longsword with both of his hands, and activated the cultivation technique in his body to its limits.

Rays of light burst out from his body as the illusory image of a gigantic golden condor appeared behind him.

He spread out his hands and let out a loud and angry cry.

At the same time, the longsword in his hand began to emit a dazzling light.

It was a familiar scene.

Wang Xiaojian had also seen it when he was facing Qiu Shengjie.

His handsome face revealed a strange expression, he did not interrupt him, but watched as Qiu Feng held the sword with both of his hands, his Qi becoming stronger and stronger.

In the sky, under Wang Xiaojian's attentive gaze, Qiu Feng's aura rose to the limit.

Bright rays of lightning burst out from his body. After which, his body split into three, transforming into three sword wielding silhouettes.

In the middle of the three human figures was Qiu Feng himself.

He was holding a high level Profound Sword and his face was filled with ice-cold killing intent.

Beside him were two figures that had materialized beside him.

The two figures looked exactly the same as Qiu Feng, but they weren't made of flesh and blood.

They were energy formed from golden light.

The aura being emitted from their bodies, although it could not compare to Qiu Feng's Martial Emperor, it was still infinitely close to the Martial Emperor.

None of their Nine-star Martial King could compare to any one of them.

The moment they appeared, the killing intent in Qiu Feng's eyes reached their peak as he roared towards Wang Xiaojian, "Wang Xiaojian, this is my Golden Eagle Sect's ultimate unbeatable skill," Thousand Feet Doppelganger Thunderstorm ". You have humiliated this old man, now go and die! "

Qiu Feng raised his long sword, and it shot out a biting cold sword light.

The energy clones formed by the two Thousand Feet Puppet lightning also raised their swords and slashed at the top of Wang Xiaojian's head.

Golden sword beams that could topple mountains and overturn the seas filled the sky.

It was also like a river of stars falling from the heavens.

This was the combined attack of the three.

Its power was countless times stronger than the sword that Qiu Feng had just slashed at Wang Xiaojian.

Wherever the sword light passed, the air would be torn apart.

Three Sword Qi formed a space of death, enveloping Wang Xiaojian's head.1

Qiu Feng's face turned sinister, with this sword, he was going to cut Wang Xiaojian into ten thousand pieces.

He had to be sent to hell forever, never to reincarnate!

Wang Xiaojian's black hair flew in the air, his white robes fluttered as he raised his head to look at the incoming sword projection.

This was an incomparably terrifying attack.

In his eyes, even if it was someone of the same level as Qiu Feng, his Martial Emperor would still be heavily injured by this one move.

However, at this moment, Wang Xiaojian's handsome face was fearless, his eyes shot out a sharp light.

As the three sword lights slashed down, he let out a thunderous roar.

"The same move is useless against me!"

Wang Xiaojian raised the Emperor Profound Sword in his hands, and the golden sword released a bright light. It was not the purple glow of the Purple-cloud Sword Art, but an azure glow.

It was Lee Bai's skill — — Entering the Wine.

"The waters of the Yellow River come from the heavens!"

A loud and clear voice resounded in the night sky.

Wang Xiaojian had spoken a poem earlier in the year, and left behind an afterimage with golden wings where he stood as he shot straight towards one of Qiu Feng's clones.

Swoosh ~

It was a skill that required alcohol, but it was not an ordinary sword.

It contained the sword intent, and the concept of metal, that Wang Xiaojian had comprehended.

In the night sky, the concept of the Emperor Profound Sword condensed into a speck of starlight.

It carried with it an all-conquering attribute. Like a meteor, it streaked across the night sky, transforming into a streak of light that pierced through the heavens.

Puff ~

Boom!

Wang Xiaojian's body that was wielding the sword pierced through the chest of one of Qiu Feng's energy clones.

That was a powerful clone created by the Martial Emperor Expert with her powerful skills. It could easily kill any Martial King.

However, its sword beam had yet to hit Wang Xiaojian, and its chest was pierced through by Wang Xiaojian and his sword.

As the destructive power from the Concept of Metal spread throughout his body, it exploded with a 'boom' sound.

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